Museum of Intrigue

Yes, I felt your presence pass
The shadows are as long as ever
You live in the curious glance
Of every self-indulgent false lover

Lilith has nothing over me
I am not just an observer to fallen
Feasts, nectars, lusts echo here
Do you not recognize me?
I am the infected curator

Misery creosotes a certain decay
It's familiar to these historic ruins
Note the eager shuffling today
In the former kingdom of the sun

I know you

You know decadence still lives here
It's why you've come back
The same needs, similar displays
An easy fix, simple tricks
Then you can be on your way

Oh it's not so bad
We have good belly laughs
I know as I did then
To step around curtained perfume
I don't peek in

Well not mostly

Once in a while
The wafting incense catches me
When I'm polishing my shackle
I'm reminded at just how easy
Addiction could own me

Your whisper floats through these halls
You'd want to know I thought of you
For a long time I'd have confessed it
Now your guessing will have to do
 

Reviews

[Neversee]

Mmmmm, I think this will always be one of my personal favorites. Because its so close to the skin, so charged with emotion, when we know what we want isn't good for us.

[Charles]

Very intriguing. I think there's a rough spot here and there, but overall really like the flow, the movement of this poem through the mind's chambers. And the ending lines are great.